The Duality Of Embodied Soul Work
The Duality of Embodied Soul Work
Showing up in your authentic truth, no matter how messy and no matter how socially unacceptable, takes immense courage. Especially when the stakes are high.
It unleashes a potent force of grace, which enables the old caked in ancestral and karmic stuff you have carried around for aeons that isn’t really you, to drop away, so you can start to heal and thrive as a ‘whole’ person.
As you show up in this way, an alchemy sparks in your soul. You start to feel that wholeness, that love, that approval, that power you always sought outside of yourself, was always accessible within you.
Until this moment, you may have mistakenly sought this ‘love, belonging and respect’ through lovers, spiritual knowledge and grace, success or even more vicariously through having family and lots of friends…
Very rarely has externalised seeking ever sustained us or given us the deep and lasting nourishment we crave.
As we give ourselves permission to feel all our hidden and uncomfortable places, without thought for what may happen next, another force enters the fray. Suddenly what was just familiar let alone what tormented us, when held in the eyes of presence, neutrality, compassion and non judgement starts to morph – shedding a light that may be shocking at first as to our own part in the unfolding of the play of our lives as protagonist.
Because, if we are willing to show up fully, in all our places, both the good & the bad, the seemingly shiny and the doomed, we have a chance at redemption.
As we transcend self-judgement, embracing these wanted and unwanted places of duality, we can catch glimpses of a deeper force – that of our soul’s brilliance, shining brightly through the facades of ‘self’ we have carefully constructed or were thrown haphazardly upon us from the get-go.
It is here, through fleeting glimpses, we witness our true nature. Sometimes, in the very brightest things lay our deepest attachments to false idols. These places often protect our most vulnerable truths, keeping old ghosts at bay that are no longer real. As we carefully unpack these ancient heirlooms, handed down through the generations, we actually get to witness our inherent beauty, clothed in our most delicate vulnerability.
These places within us, are so often misperceived not just as the core wounds of rejection, abandonment, isolation, neglect, abuse and shame but also as achievements, healer and millionaire. Because the emotional body is so subjective, and triggers such viscerally embedded fear and love patterns, we rarely manage to see through these false-friends that keep us chained to a permanent sense of separation from Source.
However, in the quiet solitude of this sacred and flawed nakedness, where we are no longer governed by our emotive and blinkered filters, THE GATEWAY TO OUR SOUL LIGHT AWAITS.
I am reminded of the ugly duckling who emerged a swan. Such astonishing beauty effortlessly flows when we dare to not get overly attached to fixing, healing or changing these wounded or carefully disguised places with the power of our will and manifesting abilities.
This is my journey. This is my path. I shine my light from here, anchored in my body, in the mud of my sweat, grief, tears and joy. Wisdom that comes from the earth in this way, is hard won. Like the lotus that flowers, you too can utilise the muck that surrounds you to fertilise your eventual blossoming and be humbled at the majesty of what was always buried under the shit!